The Born Winner (Jack and Katherine)

Chapter 232 Black Hell

Jack did not resist. In reality, he didn’t have the right to resist in his current state. Of course he also

didn’t think of resisting. When a stray dog was on the verge of death, he will not be picky about who

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The only hope was… to survive.

By his ear was the roar of the engine of a heavy-duty military vehicle. Outside the window was snow-

covered grounds. It was warm and comfortable inside the vehicle. The heat radiated from the heater

and began to warm Jack’s body.

There was melodious music. Over ten burly men were raising their wine mugs, laughing and dancing.

The air was filled with pungent alcohol. Alcohol could drive away the cold in such places.

But Jack was kept in a corner. He didn’t move and didn’t look around because he remembered what

these people said. That he was a prisoner! And as a prisoner… he should behave like one. Only then

could he ensure that he had the maximum chance of surviving.

“Guy, you are really very strange.” A bearded man with an assault rifle walked towards Jack. He looked

down on him and was curious about Jack.

“Strange?” Jack raised his eyebrows.

The bearded man handed his wine mug to Jack. Jack did not reject and took a mouthful. The wine was

strong and he immediately choked and his face flushed red. His body also warmed up significantly.

“Guy, this is 96 proof nectar of the Gods. Aren’t you afraid of burning your stomach with a mouthful?”

The bearded man sat beside Jack and smiled, “Seeing that we are the same race, let’s get to know

each other. I’m Demeter, leader of this patrol unit. They are my men.”

“I’m Jack.” Jack placed down the mug, shook Demeter’s hand and asked weakly, “Why do you say that

I’m strange?”

Demeter laughed heartily, “In the past, whenever we captured a prisoner, they will struggle and scream

and think that they had all the might in the world to fight us. Unless we tame them like a dog, they will

not be quiet. You are the first one that did not cause any problems.”

Dog? Jack raised his eyebrows and laughed bitterly. This… perhaps it was being aware of the

situation.

“Hey! Leader, what are you talking to the prisoner about?” A laughing and dancing Caucasian man

yelled at Demeter.

Demeter raised his middle finger and pointed at him to signal him not to ask further. That scene caused

Jack to be speechless.

“Jack, did you see that? As long as you’re strong enough, you can communicate with those who don’t

speak your language.”

Demeter looked weirdly at Jack, “Guy, I like your character but let me remind you that there are no

rules here. The only rule is you must be strong enough!”

“On this vehicle I’m the leader and I can still chat with you. Once we reach the destination, only you can

help yourself.”

“Where is this place?” Jack asked.

“Black hell!” Demeter poured a mug of the nectar of the Gods for himself, “A place that is abandoned

by the world. A place for those who threatened social order or extreme criminals.”

Which category did Jack fall under? Jack was depressed and felt agonized.

The so-called social order disturbance and extreme criminals must also be determined by real strength.

“If you want to survive longer in the black hell, if you want to live comfortably, you must be more

ruthless and stronger than the rest. Otherwise you will have to learn to endure those things that others

are unable to tolerate.”

Demeter’s gaze looked strange, “Those who were locked up at the black hell are those who will never

be released. Over time, their interests change. To them a new person is a strong attraction.”

Jack’s eyes twitched. He understood Demeter’s hint. He was unable to accept such form of treatment!

Demeter gently patted on Jack’s shoulder and got up to dance with his men.

Jack suddenly asked, “Demeter, is there no way to get out after being locked inside?”

“No way.” Demeter simply answered.

Jack wasn’t ready to give up and asked, “No one successfully escaped?”

A simple question but Demeter paused and shivered.

After a couple of seconds, he lowered his voice and said solemnly, “There was one who managed to

ten years ago and he was the only one that I know about since I was posted here.”

Demeter laughed, “Of course, if you can escape from the black hell, then they will not continue to

pursue you. But guy, I advise you to just remain inside the black hell. You are looking for death if you try

to escape!”

Jack grinned as he looked at Demeter’s back. His dark eyes started to rage with the desire to fight. To

spend his days idly like a dog was so that he could leave the place alive.

Even if there was a minuscule chance of escaping, even if the chance was one in a billion, he would

also try.

In death, seek life. He was willing to bet his life in order to live.

Rumble…

The engine roared while the snow fell. It was worlds apart from the cold winter day outside. Music filled

the vehicle. What Demeter told Jack was very useful but the information was too little.

For instance, who built the black hell? Where was this place? And so on…

But when Jack looked outside, what was supposed to be daytime was actually dark. This place was

covered in snow and should be close to either the north or south pole. Only such locations could you

experience Polar day and night.

Vroom!

The vehicle drove for half an hour and slowed down. It stopped after a roar.

“Jack, we’ve arrived!” Demeter walked to Jack and supported him up. He smiled and reminded him,

“You can only depend on yourself once you enter here. Seek your own fortunes, I wish you well.”

“Thanks.” Jack gratefully thanked Demeter.

At least Demeter’s attitude was good to him and from their chat, he now was mentally prepared for

what was going to happen. When the door opened, the bone chilling cold wind blew in. It was so cold

that Jack couldn’t help but shivered and goosebumps covered his body.

When Jack overcame the initial shock of the bitter cold, he was totally bewildered. At that instance, he

forgot the cold around him. A city stood amidst the ice and snow. The city was dark and the city wall

was tens of meters high. It was grand and impregnable giving a person an immense sense of

oppression. It looked like an enormous head of a black beast sticking out of the ice.

Just as Demeter said, the city was like an abandoned project forsaken by men.

“This… this is the black hell?” Jack was dumbstruck and could only mumble those words.

Smack!

A large hand pushed him from behind. Jack stumbled forward a couple of steps and almost fell onto the

ice.

“Dragon, why did you do that?” At that moment, Jack heard Demeter call out. Clearly the person who

pushed him was upset.

“Calm down leader, this is only a prisoner.”

He joked, “I’m already very courteous to him. Once he is inside, no one will be so friendly to him.

Perhaps he will very quickly become a dead man.”